Favorite Musclemen

It shouldn’t be a surprise to anyone that I think Michal is one of the hottest Men to have every graced planet Earth. Dude never fails to make my jaw drop and my dick twitch.

You have to admire him for pushing his body so hard, for showing us what it takes to be a Man, for acting as a shining beacon of the beauty of steroids.

Could this Man get any better?!

It’s been about 18 months since I last wore this harness. But when I strapped it up today, I got a pleasant reminder of how much I’ve grown since then.

I had to loosen each buckle by 2 holes on both sides. Because I keep a fairly detailed log of my weight, I can look back to the approx date I last wore it (Nov 2019) and see that I was 172 lbs. Right now I’m 193 lbs.

So that means, for roughly every 10 lbs of meat I gain, I will need to move up another hole.

There are 4 more holes to go. So you know what that means? Once I pack on another 40lbs of glorious roidmeat, I will be able to bust this fucker at the seams.

Full video is available here, including thick wad of roided spunk right at the end:

Im sure you’ve heard of carbon-based life. You might even have heard of the potential for silicone-based life to exist on other planets. But there is another classification, one that doesn’t get anywhere near as much exposure.

Tren-based life.

Tren-based life forms are categorised by their obscenely high levels of muscle mass, their complete absence of subcutaneous bodyfat, mutant vascularity, acne and purple skin tone.

The DNA of the Man you see above is 100% tren-based. The trenbolone molecule is present inside every single cell of His body. He sweats tren metabolites. His spunk is pure trenbolone acetate.

First month down, another five to go. After far too many distractions and set backs this year and last, I now have the opportunity to make some serious progress.

My body needs this. My body craves this. It has an insatiable hunger that can only be satisfied in two ways:

By packing on more and more muscle

By shedding more and more fat

Stan De Longeaux offering up one of the finest examples of hyper-masculine progression I’ve ever seen.

Don’t get me wrong, Stan already had an incredible physique in his ‘before’ pics, one that 99% of guys would kill for. But despite all that lean mass, it’s clear he was not a beacon of hyper-masculinity back then.

Fast forward 5 years and FUCK ME, what an incredible change. The hair is gone, flushed down the plug hole never to be seen again. In one fell swoop, this gorgeous guy has become a gorgeous Man.

Similarly, just LOOK at that beard! If I’ve said it once, I’ve said it a thousand times: a coarse, dark jungle of fur on a Man’s face just reeks of pure masculinity. Absolutely fucking stunning.

And then of course, we get to the main event. I don’t know exactly how much muscle Stan has gained, but needless to say, he suits every single pound of it. Yet more proof that Men really cannot be ‘too big’.

Here are the results of another week of steroid-fuelled fur growth, now 3 full weeks since my last shave.

I have to say, I’m still torn on the smooth vs fur debate. On the one hand, growing out my body hair seems like the next logical step in embracing the hyper-masculinity movement.

But on the other, my increasingly hairy appearance is making me realise just how much I adore the pro bodybuilder look, i.e. not just the muscle itself, but the shredded leanness, the hairless, greased up body, the barely-there posers.

Why not watch the full vid below and cast your vote. What wins: ‘smooth’ or ‘fur’?

Well I must be doing something right…

Had a roidbud approach me in the middle of my seated rows yesterday to say, “Mate I swear you get bigger every time I see you”. Granted, I did have an epic pump, but it’s still reassuring to know my size is visibly increasing.

From athletic adolescent to the most beautiful Man in the world. This is what happens when you dedicate your life to the only thing that really matters: gaining muscle.

Compare the smile in each shot. There’s a reason Mattia is positively beaming on the right. He’s achieved all there is to achieve in life. Every aspect of his body is an exercise in chemically enhanced perfection. It does my heart good to see a Man so committed to nourishing his body and highlighting the unsurpassable beauty of the Male form.

Believe it or not, it’s actually the increase in vascularity that blows me away most of all. I don’t know how he does it, but that level of perma-vascularity just elevates his incredible physique to a whole different league.

Weight is hovering between 203 and 206 lbs at the minute, depending on time of day. Feels great to know I’m getting bigger, but feels even better knowing I’m still no where near done.

My recent growth spurt has prompted a new wave of questioning from the guys I work with as well. A buddy came over yesterday, leant both hands on the end of my desk, stared at the sheer amount of food sitting there and asked, “How do you just keep eating?!? Like, is there not a limit?”.

The more honest answer to his question would have been that it’s fucking hard work and that I sometimes wonder how much higher I can push my calories too. But I wanted to feed his bemusement, so he didn’t get that answer.

Instead, he got the only answer that should be rattling around my brain, the answer that will guarantee I achieve the size I need to.

So I just shrugged and said, “Don’t have a choice bud, wanna be huge so I need to keep eating”. Then to really seal the deal I pointed out that, over the next few months, I will be steadily increasing my food intake by another 750 kcal each day.

Sometimes, when mindlessly scrolling through your feed, you stumble across a photo that instantly captures your attention and snaps you right back into focus.

That is exactly what happened when this fucker popped up on my screen. Anybody have any idea who he is??

The thickness in his arms is fucking insane! Those monumental tits pushing his nipples to the ground! Every inch of him waxed smooth and glistening in the sun, just like a true roidwhore should be.

My body is thriving, fully nourished and slowly but surely mutating into the symbol of Malehood I have idolised since I was 12 years old.

Simply put: I could not be more in love with bodybuilding or this entire process if I tried.

Don’t get me wrong, that doesn’t mean it’s all plain sailing. I still have my fair share it days when I don’t eat enough, don’t train hard enough or don’t get to bed early enough. But my adoration for muscle never dims. This is the life for me.

If you’d prefer to check out uncensored pics of my progress, head over to my Twitter:

Or, if you feel in any way inspired by my journey and want to help me achieve truly OBSCENE size, why not sponsor my steroid-fuelled growth here:

The fur is really getting well established now.

James gets better with every passing day.

I’m experimenting a little with my steroid regime at the moment, so I’ve added some Primo into my stack.

Bloody expensive, but I’ve heard good things so I’m trialling it for the next month or so.

Keeping calories at a consistent 4,800 per day, but will increase that to 5,000+ if need be. Already my weight has climbed to 203 lbs.

Current weight has increased to 205 lbs.

Feeling real good about my growth prospects.

Consistently knocking back a shit load of food, increased intensity in the gym, progressing on each of my lifts, and I even splashed out on a new mattress to aid my sleep.

My 240 lb goal is firmly locked on the horizon, only another 35 lbs to go.